If I could tell you how I feel, then it wouldn't be as much fun. It's exciting and tricky. I don't want to know where I'm going with you and yet I still ask Where will we go and where can I take you? So much questions that are unnecessary to answer.
I digress:
Moving, up the hill just to come back down, for that rush, I pass people on the way up and avoid them on the way down. The wind, this air, my limbs moving, secreting the toxin's, I'm finally doing it myself with out any help. I was getting quite stale, and I see where I was and I can never allow myself to go back. I see me moving forward slowly, but steadily. Tired is not in my vocabulary. That path is mine and if i just stick to it, I will be whom I want. I cannot focus on the , what if; I've learned a lot from my mistakes. I will never hurt those close too me for I love them again, I will try my best. I'm human yes, but no excuses, no failing, no mistakes; not quite perfection but always striving for it.
And back again:
I'm here and you're there, I never thought, and these aren't my intentions, and the actions shall fall as they may, I don't want to hurt anyone and I don't want to be hurt. There is something there, I just can't define it and we beat around the bush as if we were ten, this is fun and I don't want to make too much of it and I don't want to be put in a place, how long can we keep this up until it gets serious or seriously uncomfortable? And it will happen as it may, but I don't see an end or a beginning, it's all a mystery. I never thought It would be you. Maybe it's just too convenient and maybe we really don't care, so I force nothing upon you. I wait and I look and I listen and I feel you. I just don't know what I have to offer you, but I don't think you need much except as long as they can make you smile; isn't that what we all need even if it's only temporary.
---- it's funny the things you think of when you have solitude and when your aren't constantly trying to be somewhere else. I'm the same but I'm different. I'm changing but I'm still me.
I digress:
Moving, up the hill just to come back down, for that rush, I pass people on the way up and avoid them on the way down. The wind, this air, my limbs moving, secreting the toxin's, I'm finally doing it myself with out any help. I was getting quite stale, and I see where I was and I can never allow myself to go back. I see me moving forward slowly, but steadily. Tired is not in my vocabulary. That path is mine and if i just stick to it, I will be whom I want. I cannot focus on the , what if; I've learned a lot from my mistakes. I will never hurt those close too me for I love them again, I will try my best. I'm human yes, but no excuses, no failing, no mistakes; not quite perfection but always striving for it.
And back again:
I'm here and you're there, I never thought, and these aren't my intentions, and the actions shall fall as they may, I don't want to hurt anyone and I don't want to be hurt. There is something there, I just can't define it and we beat around the bush as if we were ten, this is fun and I don't want to make too much of it and I don't want to be put in a place, how long can we keep this up until it gets serious or seriously uncomfortable? And it will happen as it may, but I don't see an end or a beginning, it's all a mystery. I never thought It would be you. Maybe it's just too convenient and maybe we really don't care, so I force nothing upon you. I wait and I look and I listen and I feel you. I just don't know what I have to offer you, but I don't think you need much except as long as they can make you smile; isn't that what we all need even if it's only temporary.
---- it's funny the things you think of when you have solitude and when your aren't constantly trying to be somewhere else. I'm the same but I'm different. I'm changing but I'm still me.